Losing It
Mom writes:
My daughter has had a somewhat difficult week. Tonight she was her old self. I have a file cabinet I'm giving away and have been looking for the key. I looked everwhere I could think of but no luck. When she got home I mentioned that I can't find them. With almost a disgusted look she pointed to a table I was sitting next to and asked "what about in that drawer?" I had difficulty opening it since the wood is swollen due to humidity. I got it open about 2 inches and there were the keys. She "reminded" me that I asked her to remember where I put them a year ago.
She lowered her voice and said "You are losing it, too."
My daughter has had a somewhat difficult week. Tonight she was her old self. I have a file cabinet I'm giving away and have been looking for the key. I looked everwhere I could think of but no luck. When she got home I mentioned that I can't find them. With almost a disgusted look she pointed to a table I was sitting next to and asked "what about in that drawer?" I had difficulty opening it since the wood is swollen due to humidity. I got it open about 2 inches and there were the keys. She "reminded" me that I asked her to remember where I put them a year ago.
She lowered her voice and said "You are losing it, too."
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